Chapter 2505: Battle for the Cloak (35)

Chapter 2479: The Battle for the Cape (35)

Spider-Man looked a little embarrassed, because first of all, his bedroom was not big, and many of the layouts had not been completely transformed from his childhood. For example, behind him was a common children's bed with a bed on top and a table underneath. The small table for eating was a discarded coffee table, but the stool was a colorful plastic cartoon-shaped triangular stool for children. The overall shape was round and looked very cute, but the stool legs had been worn off.

The posters he hung were all outdated, because the new posters were more expensive, so he could only go to the newsstand to buy those old posters and put them together. The comic books were also old books, because he couldn't afford the new ones. The carpet even had a ridiculous puppy pattern, which had been used to the point of being a little hairy.

There is no doubt that this would definitely be the object of ridicule and bullying in the American school environment, so Spider-Man never invited any friends to his house, otherwise he would definitely become the biggest laughing stock in the whole school, and he would get a nickname such as "Little Baby Peter", although his current nickname is not much better.

Suddenly, a stranger appeared in his bedroom. Spider-Man was at a loss. His hands were behind his back and pinched in front of him. He shrunk to the corner as much as possible, leaving the limited space for the strong Jason.

Jason was a little too strong. To repeat, he could even block Arkham Batman in the room. If he stretched his body a little, he could directly knock down the lampshade above his head. If he stretched his limbs a little, the already shaky combination bed would be completely scrapped.

Spider-Man had been prepared for this. Because of the scar on his face, Jason didn't look friendly at all, and he always frowned habitually, which made him look even more ferocious.

But Jason didn't. He squatted down in a more embarrassing posture than Spider-Man, shrinking his limbs as much as possible, squatting on the spot like a quail with swollen hair.

But he raised his head and kept looking at the layout of the room until his eyes fell on the photo of him and his uncle and aunt on Spider-Man's desk.

"Are those your parents?" Jason asked.

"No, they are my uncle and aunt." Spider-Man also squatted down, but he curled up in the corner, his body language expressed that he was a complete punching bag.

"You have to keep your voice down, my aunt is just outside the door, but if she sees you, she should be very happy, after all, she always asks me to bring friends back to play." Spider-Man inserted his hands into the gap between his body and knees.

"You never brought them back, you disappointed her." Jason hit the nail on the head.

"Maybe." Spider-Man retracted his neck and said, "I don't have many friends in school, and they certainly won't be interested in my room."

Even if Jason didn't go to school much, he could see that Peter Parker looked like the most common nerd and punching bag in school, with no friends, no gangs, always alone, and anyone could bully him.

Jason suddenly shrugged his nose, and his eyes fell on the food on the small coffee table in front of him. Unlike the traditional white food in American families, Aunt May fried a large steak, baked bread, hot cream spinach pie, and even a large turkey leg.

"Are you hungry?" Spider-Man asked, "My aunt is used to my larger appetite, but I can't eat so much now. The two of us can eat together."

Jason really felt empty in his stomach, so he didn't refuse and sat down on the spot. The small coffee table seemed even smaller in front of him, and he had to cross his legs to let Spider-Man sit opposite him.

"So why did you appear in my house? Am I dreaming?"

"I guess that's the case." Jason said, "I was dreaming before, traveling through many worlds, and someone was chasing me. I ran all the way, and I saw you when I opened the door."

Spider-Man seemed a little hesitant, and he said, "Maybe I fell asleep next to your bed, so we both entered the same dream."

Soon he became happy again, and said excitedly, "So, my trip to Gotham was not a dream, and the photos I took were real. I can post them on the forum when I go back?! That's great."

Spider-Man was very excited, but Jason frowned. He looked Spider-Man up and down again. and said, "Don't you have any friends in real life? None?"

"I guess so." Spider-Man said uncertainly, "I have a few familiar classmates in school, they are similar to me, and I also know a few Spider-Men in the Spider Corps, they are all very friendly to me, and there is also Nick, Nick also takes good care of me."

"Oh, God, Nick!" Spider-Man patted his forehead as if he just remembered, "He doesn't know I'm in Gotham yet, he must be very worried."

This time Spider-Man was right, Nick was almost crazy, Spider-Man left the abnormal photo and disappeared, Nick and other Spider-Men who saw the photo knew that this Spider-Man was missing.

It's no wonder they are all anxious. In fact, this Spider-Man is very special, because he comes from the 15th issue of the comic "Amazing Fantasy". Yes, it is the comic where Spider-Man first appeared. He is the first Spider-Man.

Although Nick and other Spider-Men don't know the order of appearance in comics, the Time Administration can use special means to see the order of universe derivation and the order of birth of each superhero in each universe.

Of course, Nick can see that Spider-Man is the first, so he is quite caring for him. Once he let it slip, so other Spider-Men all knew that they have a special feeling for this little spider.

However, because the setting of Spider-Man in "Amazing Fantasy" is actually the most well-known autistic high school student, a poor little guy who no one likes in school, Peter often behaves very lonely, but he is too excited after wearing the Spider-Man uniform, which makes him have no close friends yet.

Now Nick is frantically looking for this lost Spider-Man. After seeing the series of trap buttons, Nick knows that it must be Schiller who did it. Except for him, no one can grasp Spider-Man's psychology so accurately, but the strange thing is that Schiller can't be contacted now.

Back to Spider-Man, he and Jason were eating and chatting. Although neither of them knew how they came to this dream, nor who the person who had been chasing Jason was, they had a lot to talk about.

Spider-Man's usual chat partners always chose to talk to him about school, after all, there was nothing else to talk about with teenagers of this age.

But this always bothered Spider-Man because he really had no campus life to talk about. All his campus life was listening to lectures in class, doing homework after class, and diving into his bedroom to read comics after school. He had no friends, no activities, and nothing interesting.

He was timid and couldn't say anything, so the other party thought he might not want to chat, so he had to leave. Spider-Man wanted to keep him, but he really didn't have any interesting topics.

Jason was not a good chat partner because he always spoke with sarcasm, but in a certain conversation, he was always the leader of the topic, and he always had a lot to talk about. He could talk about life on the streets of Gotham for months.

How he ran errands in nightclubs when he was a child, which stripper the gang boss was having an affair with, how the legitimate wife of a rich man rushed into a nightclub to catch a cheating couple, how their gang bargained with the cunning dealers of stolen goods...

Spider-Man learned about a more real and vivid Gotham from Jason's narration. He silently wrote down all these things and prepared to write his own "Gotham Travels".

Jason recalled from his childhood to his adulthood, and Batman inevitably appeared in his story. There was nothing much to say about his story with Batman. Anyway, one day he was prying a tire on the street and was picked up by Batman, and then the two of them fought crime together.

The story stopped here. Spider-Man was listening with great interest. The story of adventure with Batman was much more exciting than most of the old comics he read. He didn't even eat his meal, but stared with a pair of bright eyes waiting for Jason to continue.

Jason began to eat in silence.

"Please." Spider-Man raised his voice and said, "You can't let the story stop here, then what? You two must have put that bastard in jail, right? Batman will not allow the Joker to provoke him like this, you should beat him up..."

"The opposite is true." Jason said, "What happened later is not a good story, nor is it what you should listen to. That's it."

"Don't do this!!!" Spider-Man wailed, "You have to tell me, otherwise I will be as sad as if I didn't buy the ending of the comic!!"

"This is not a comic, and it doesn't meet the plot requirements of the comic creation process at all. It's more like a ghost story." Jason pursed his lips, bit off the last bite of meat from the turkey leg, pulled a little paper from the side, wiped his hands and said, "For your mental state, it's better not to listen."

After eating, he stood

Jason stood up and said, "Now we have to study why we are here and who is the person who has been chasing me and blew up your bathtub duck."

Spider-Man was dejected and dissatisfied, but he had no choice but to stick his hand to his face and said, "Do you think they are the same person?"

"Of course." Jason frowned and recalled, "I don't remember the previous chaotic dreams, but I vaguely remember that the person chasing me seemed to have a pair of metal claws."

"Metal claws?"

"Yes, his fingers are different from those of ordinary people." Jason recalled, "It seems to have turned into a sharp dagger, which looks scary."

Spider-Man laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to find it scary."

Jason was stunned, looked down at Spider-Man and said, "What do you mean? Why don't I find it scary?"

"Well, I mean, you look so strong, even stronger than Thompson, the strongest in our school." Spider-Man said in an exaggerated tone and with constant gestures: "You look like a giant. Are you afraid of monsters with fingers like daggers?"

Jason felt that Spider-Man was a little puzzled. He paused and said: "Do you mean that a tall person's skin should be like metal armor and will not be cut by a dagger, or do you think I won't bleed if I get cut by a dagger twice?"

"Well, that's not what I mean, But I think people like you who are naturally strong must be much braver than others, right? "Spider-Man scratched his head and said, "Like Thompson, he seems to be afraid of nothing and is always showing off wherever he goes."

"Unlike me." Spider-Man sighed and said, "I'm not short, but I'm too thin, I don't have any strength, and I don't have any athletic ability. I can't fight back when I'm bullied at school, and I'm not good at speaking. I don't know how to refute them."

Jason looked at him speechlessly, and said with gritted teeth, "Spider-Man has no strength, no athletic ability, and is not good at speaking???"